Todos os capítulos de Mr. Ford Is Jealous: Capítulo 181 - Capítulo 190

Weston could tell that she felt uneasy when she walked out of the washroom. Keeping silent, he closed his book and placed it on the table next to him. “Let’s rest for today. What would you like to do?” Stella turned her head around and glanced at the clock. “I want to go to work.” The sight of his brows furrowing made Stella explain. “Teachers at the training center don’t get the weekends off. Many children spend their entire weekends on supplementary classes.” Others might be able to enjoy a free weekend with nothing to do, but to them, it was the golden working period. He simply stood up without a word and walked past her. “I’ll send you,” he said lightly when he reached the door. Stella had her back towards him. Her head lowered as conflicting emotions arose in her heart. But she had no choice other than to follow behind him. When they left the house, she couldn’t help but try to negotiate. “Haven’t we agreed that the driver would send me to work?” Weston steered t

A glint flashed past Stella’s eyes. “Doesn’t that make you two childhood sweethearts? It’s been so many years and you two still share such a great relationship. I’m so envious.” “There’s nothing to admire. Just look at my dark eye circles!” Yvonne chucked. Stella had good reason to think that Yvonne was showing off, and she shook her head. Yvonne, on the other hand, had her interest piqued. She followed behind Stella and asked, “Ella, have you ever been in a relationship before?” She was interested in Stella’s love life. No matter what it was, she would never spend her whole life with Weston. A man like Weston Ford would be sick and tired of one woman after a while. She was rather worried that Stella’s involvement with Weston might traumatize her in the area of love and cause her to lose all hope in romance. Previously, whenever she wanted to introduce a man to Stella, it would always be rejected. Wouldn’t she be even more distrustful of men after this? “Me?” Not th

Stella shook her head. “I’m alright. It’s just that the music is too loud in here.” Yvonne smiled. “It’s precisely because you can’t hear what everyone else is saying that makes it so much fun.” Seeing how Stella appeared so uncomfortable, Yvonne did not bring her to the dance floor. Instead, she pulled her through a corridor into another hall. It was much quieter inside. Gentle piano music sounded from the stage right at the front, which immediately drew Stella’s attention. She asked, “What is this place?” “It’s also part of The Doghouse.” Stella furrowed her brows. “Why is it named like that?” “One’s own doghouse is always more comfortable than any other house. That’s the meaning behind this name!” Yvonne explained. “Actually, I don’t really know what the owner of this nightclub was thinking by giving this place such a terrible-sounding name. However, The Doghouse is one of the country’s most famous entertainment venues. How could you have never heard of it?” Stella s

Each time someone mentioned Guinevere, there would be many others itching to talk about Weston and Henry. Weston used to find it boring, and that hadn’t changed. “What has this got to do with Henry?” “Is he still in that wheelchair, refusing to receive treatment?” Lucas couldn’t figure out what that man was thinking. “Does he really think remaining disabled would ache that female bodyguard’s heart and she’d come running back to him?” Lucas was different from both of them. He had been with Yvonne very early on and never considered getting involved with another woman. As such, he didn’t face as much trouble as these two men did. Everyone thought that Henry was devoted to Guinevere, yet he brought that female bodyguard everywhere he went and allowed no one to harbor any designs on her. His friends initially thought that he was trying to distract himself with the female bodyguard, having had his hopes of pursuing Guinevere snuffed out. They did not expect him to become increasing

As long as he could have a taste of her, it would be fine, even if she were married. He placed an arm around her shoulders and said naturally, “Don’t fool me, it would only make me sad. If you were really married, why even come to…” Before he could complete his sentence, he felt a strong force grip his wrist and the next moment, a searing pain shot through his heart. “Owww!” The man lifted his head and looked into a pair of cool, deep eyes. If looks could kill, he would have been shredded to pieces. His face contorted with pain, the man yelled, “Who are you? Let me go!” His voice trembled with pain. Yvonne snapped back to attention and looked up to see Lucas who had somehow appeared before her. “Hubby, what are you doing here?” she exclaimed in shock. “…hubby?” The man heard how he addressed the other man before him and looked back at her aghast, “You’re really married?” Yvonne rubbed her nose. “Didn’t I show you my wedding ring just now?” she repeated guiltily. S